Freshman Class Placement Test (2)
Chief Dean McDowell felt a little relaxed in the spacious academic atmosphere.
Sitting at the desk in Trix’s private office, the elderly gentleman who stretched once again scanned the pile of papers.
Reporting documents for academic work during vacation are less than half of what they usually do. It is good that the workload has decreased, but the fact that it is a position where you have to work even on vacation is very sad.
At this level, it is rare to be dissatisfied with the workload itself, but at least McDowell often thinks that the minimum quality of life should be guaranteed.
“Today is the day of the freshman class placement test…”
Professors in charge of class assignments from the Ministry of Combat, Ministry of Magic, and Alchemy have all submitted reports.
The location and content of the exam are all different. However, all of them have come up with acceptable grading standards and content.
Among them, the Ministry of Magic is of particular interest.
The Ministry of Magic’s class placement test was always the subject of Professor Glast. Even the bachelor fully trusted his insight, so he had completely entrusted everything to his eyes.
There is no Professor Glast who has been in charge of selecting freshmen for several years. How will the Ministry of Magic now judge the abilities of new students and give them discrimination?
It was interesting to look at that fact.
The class placement test professor is Claire Elfin, Glast’s apprentice. Rumors about her are heard so often among the elders of the bachelor’s degree that it is disgusting.
It is said that he must have saved the country in his previous life. Otherwise, it can’t be that good.
Around her, only the best talents always gather, regardless of whether they are teachers or students. Whether he is born with a fate that attracts people, there is really no one around to abandon him.
It is an enviable fortune from the standpoint of being involved in the teaching profession. He was a person who listened to such sounds as if he were eating.
“Hmm…”
Professor McDowell wondered if this person was such a lucky person.
I looked at her lab roster, but I feel vaguely about whether this is really a list of those elites who have no one to throw away.
After thinking that there must be a reason, Professor McDowell signed the paperwork and handed it over.
[ Lab list report – Assistant Professor Claire Elfin ]
Laboratory Chief: Claire Elfin
Principal Assistant: Anise Halan
Bachelor’s Scholarship Personnel:
onyx pelomere
Ed Roth Taylor
Cleviers Nortondale
*
“This is kinda bad… haha…”
Claire, who was sitting on the top of the right mountain, breathed a sigh of concern.
In front of the altar, there were five or six broken magic equipment.
“The circuit itself must have been distorted by an external shock. Even if you inject magic power, it will work. I guess I’ll have to ask the engineering professor to repair this separately. But I don’t have time for that right now…”
‘Welcome disc’
It was a rare-grade magic equipment, and it was a tool to attract and confuse the opponent with the illusions of all kinds of wild beasts and monster tribes.
The key was to trap dozens of these and sprinkle them on the way to the top. In fact, since there are still many other originals left, it may seem that there are no problems with the big trend if five or six are broken.
“It’s a pain in the ass to pick only the most important originals and break them…”
However, the purple discs Anise carried and carried were different from other discs.
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Made with much more sophisticated circuits and powerful magical powers… They were the guys who would serve as the final gateway to this class assignment test.
If the hallucinations manifested on the regular disk are about wolves or kobolds, the real monsters and wild beasts come out of this purple disk.
As far as I know, most first-year students have been subdued by grizzly bears, red-blooded gargoyles, and eternal banshees that pop out of these purple discs.
They are enemies that cannot be dealt with at the freshman level. Later, when the bachelor’s side asked Assistant Professor Claire, ‘Huh? Wasn’t that enough to win class A?’ There is also a terrifying anecdote that answers innocently.
Even if it rots, it’s Junchi, and in any case, she is also Professor Glast’s disciple.
Even though the world may seem innocent, it is not possible to make hasty judgments based on impressions alone.
“I can’t help it. There are only two purple discs left, so I have no choice but to test with this one. We should cover it by installing it in the section where the movement lines overlap as much as possible.”
I’m talking about it in a good way, but Assistant Professor Claire is probably well aware that it’s not a good thing.
The narrower the coverage of the purple disc, the greater the probability that the test itself will go in a direction dependent on luck.
Students who are lucky and who do not stimulate the purple disk will pass easily, but students who have stimulated the purple disk despite their greater ability will be quickly eliminated.
“How did you get it all the way here, but you can’t use it all?!”
Clevius, who had a gloomy appearance, ripped his hair out with an attitude that looked gloomy even if he pretended to.
“Wow, really! You worked hard! How could this…!”
As I was about to say it, I saw Anise crouching in the corner of the altar and quickly swallowed my breath.
The culprit of the situation was anise.
He said he couldn’t manage important magic equipment in vain, and if he lost it, he would carry it himself and drop it on the ground.
It looks very sturdy on the outside, so you may not know it if you are not tech savvy, but the internal circuit is so sensitive that you have to handle it with care.
Claire assistant professor’s negligence of not telling these things in advance is also a problem. Anise was so good at her job that she thought that she would take care of everything on her own.
“…Sorry. I should have been more sane.”
“No, that…”
Clevius was sweating profusely and quickly bowed his head. He crouched and swept the tip of his finger, and said, ‘No, how can I get angry if I have a sorry face like that!’ I muttered to myself.
In an instant, the atmosphere became somber.
Claire assistant professor, Onyx senior, and Clavius all kept their mouths shut… I opened my mouth first.
“It doesn’t mean that broken tech supplies will come back just because you’re doing this.”
What is certain is that the situation itself is not serious.
As far as I know, it was these purple discs prepared by Assistant Professor Claire that frustrated the first-year students in this work of ＜Failed Swordsman of Sylvania>.
This freshman class placement test was just a news from far away in the realm of affairs, so I don’t know how the specific test content went.
However, it is difficult to think that this kind of happening could have occurred in an affair.
The reason Annis dropped important tech supplies was because she was surprised to see me following closely.
If so… the flow behind this is not difficult to draw.
If, really, class A passers start appearing because of the significantly lowered difficulty test…
It also affects the subsequent ‘joint combat practice’ event.
Freshmen rush to Taylor with a desire to become the first Class A students. Swordsman Taylor, who casually subdues such new students. And Saint Clarisse, who is interested in seeing Taylor like that.
The whole structure of this story is going to get messed up.
Not only that, when the class assignment itself of the freshman characters is disturbed, all the happenings and human relationships that will happen between them all fall into the unknown.
Of course, not everything can be perfect. Even if it’s a small part, even if it works… it’s still too much of a twist.
I mean, it hurts too much to just leave it alone.
*
When do you feel the most that you have come to Sylvania, the land of learning?
If you ask Tanya that much, she will answer right away when she received a noble student as her motive.
Specifically, Saint Clarisse.
The policy that the virtue of learning takes precedence over the nobles of one’s status makes everyone in the world look up to, even the most sacred person who is closest to the voice of Telos, who walks around the campus as a human being.
Not many people have even seen Saint Clarisse in real life, and even if they did, it must have been just a tiny glimpse in the distance beyond the crowd.
A girl who is the spiritual leader of millions of Telos.
Clarisse, who stood in front of the public, was a person who always wore a pure white robe and shone brightly, and a person who naturally knelt on her knees wherever she went.
Even the escort of the knights of the cathedral is weak, and the appearance of Clarisse joining the group wearing the same Sylvanian uniform as everyone else is more than a novelty, but a surreal feeling.
There are even speculations about whether it is okay for such a person to join the group as a human being.
Human dignity itself does not disappear just because it is the same costume.
Her hair, which is closer to white than silver, runs down her shoulders and down her waist, and her terrifyingly red eyes don’t even move.
Aside from the fact that a red bow-shaped hairpin occupies a large spot on her right hair, she looks splendid even though she can’t see any other accessories.
Right entrance.
The freshmen of the Ministry of Magic, who had gathered while waiting for the test to start, hardened together.
The students who are believers in the Telos Church have already knelt down. As the head of the Roth Taylor family was baptized by the Telos Church, Tanya quickly bowed her head and took an oath.
“Thank you, but it’s okay to leave the etiquette.”
A small but clear voice permeated the freshman class.
“If you try to take care of all the etiquette, your academic life itself becomes difficult. Please simplify some etiquette even for me.”
Even as Clarisse said so, the students were reluctant to raise their heads.
The first to raise her head was Tanya Roth Taylor.
In terms of the nobility of his status, he was someone who had the slightest chance to quarrel with Clarisse.
“It is an honor to meet you, Saint Clarisse. My name is Tanya Rothtailer, the next head of the Roth Taylor family.”
“Oh my, it’s the Roth Taylor family. There, the Californian Crepin was baptized by me. At the time, I was too young to remember.”
“I consider it an honor.”
It was a refreshing shock to other classmates to see Tanya, who was confident in her every move, being polite and polite.
Tanya is a girl who keeps her dignity as a young girl like a sword, but nevertheless, she rarely bowed her head or showed an attitude of yielding to anyone.
However, no matter how strong her personality is, if the opponent is a saint of the church, the story will be different.
“I heard about the eldest daughter Arnen a few years ago. It’s a bit late, but I want to offer my sincere condolences.”
It’s Arwen, not Arnen. However, Tanya didn’t bother to correct it. If you have to correct it, it will only make the atmosphere vague.
Given the status of a saint who has to live with various aristocratic families across the country, it is a bit harsh to expect them to memorize all the names of the children of the aristocratic family. It’s fortunate to be remembered in a similar way.
In the first place, in this Sylvania Academy, there is no one who can meet at the same level as that Clarisse, except for Princess Fenia.
“It is an honor to remember and to say words of comfort. When I grow up, I will go to baptism.”
“I look forward to it. Miss Tanya.”
When we exchanged laughter after talking like that, the rigid atmosphere seems to be relieved. The students around them, who had been limping, also began to soften little by little.
The encounter with the saint is a very impressive event, but the most important thing is the class placement test to be taken right now.
The Battle Department is in the Student Square, the Magic Department is at the entrance to the right mountain, and the Alchemy Department is in the basement of the Obel Hall.
The meeting places and test contents were different according to each affiliation, but the goal was the same.
That’s right being assigned to class A.
Over the years, as Professor Glast took the class assignment exam, the status of Class A members rose unbelievably.
Right now, if you look at the faces of the second-year preparatory class A members, that’s the case. From Lucy, Lortel, Ziggs, Isla, and Adele… More than half of the students were already treated like ace.
In addition to such status, there are additional benefits for Class A students.
Tuition is completely waived, and students are eligible to enter the Ophelis Hall, a dormitory that all undergraduates look up to, and can use most of the student welfare facilities for free.
Whether you want the high honor or the practical benefits, the A class position is something you can’t help but covet as a freshman.
It was the same for all the freshmen who gathered at the beginning of the right mountain. Most of the students wanted to join Class A for their own reasons.
“I told you that the flashing magic at the top of Mt. Orun was the signal…”
Tanya muttered like that, and looked up at the top of the right mountain among the crowd.
With the flash magic as a signal, all kinds of magic begins to be given to the magic stones hidden here and there on the right mountain.
After using each person’s sensitivity to find a magic stone, if they can offer it to the altar at the top, they will pass the test.
They said that the type of magic stone found, the time taken, and the method of breakthrough will be used as the grading criteria, so you should hurry.
They are freshmen from Sylvania.
It’s not just the high-ranking people. It is full of promising talents with incredible skills in various fields. Of course, he also has a passion for learning.
Even if it is limited to the Ministry of Magic, how many freshmen are called naero?
Saint Clarisse of the Telos Church, Tanya, daughter of the Roth Taylor family, Aig, the heir to the Rokin Mercenary, Joseph, the youngest researcher of the Tog Magical Society…
Everyone gathered their eyes and looked at the top of the right mountain.
The edge of the altar, which could be seen dimly, was higher than expected.
*
The Nortondale family lives in a sword demon. It’s a long rumor.
If you lose your reason, there is no distinction between Pia. It pierces the pupils with a dagger, plucks its jaws out with bare hands, rips apart human flesh, and breaks bones.
If you can hold just one knife in your hand, you can rip off all the flesh you can see and enjoy the bliss of a fountain of blood.
Even in the Nortondale family, the greatest swordsman on the continent, it was difficult to turn the boy who was born with an inner demon into a human.
No matter how much you act like a human, if you lose your reason, your surroundings are a sea of blood. The archaic concept of morality does not apply to the monster that scatters a red eye light and slaughters its surroundings.
I’ve never been taught how to use a sword, but I know how to handle it. Just two days after waking up to magic, he begins to put mana on his sword.
His talent as a swordsman is truly outstanding, but his basics as a human are just the opposite.
Even Evian Nortondale, head of the Nortondale family, eventually gave up on him.
The people of the Nortondale family knew it well.
Clevius Nortondale cannot do anything on his own against his innate demonic temperament against his will.
In order to suppress the demonic thing that dwells within, it is ultimately necessary to separate himself from the power he was born with.
Rumors of a blood-crazy swordsman, accusations of shame on the family, and a sense of pressure that monsters like you make everyone suffer were with Clevius’ childhood. A label of a monster followed him all his life.
Low self-esteem made him a dismal human, but at least his life as a blood-crazed monster came to an end.
He no longer enjoys holding a sword. I fear that my power will kill something. I want to run away rather than fight.
A learned fear corrodes his inner self. Low self-esteem was already taken for granted.
“You must hold the sword.”
It was the words of Ed Roth Taylor.
At the top of the right mountain, the ‘Altar of Reconciliation’.
Claire’s lab members who were sitting together were sharing their opinions. Among them, the alternative suggested by Ed Roth-Taylor, who was immersed in thought alone, was ‘change the content of the test’.
“The last altar is to block it amongst ourselves. If you can break through the altar guarded by your seniors, you are qualified for Class A, so it’s not bad in name. On a large scale, all the members of Class A were stronger or more capable than their seniors a grade above.”
“Are we going to deal with the incoming freshmen? So who is the director?”
“You don’t have to. There is no reason to supervise if we become the exam question itself, although the aspect of preventing cheating is a big supervision system. In terms of safety, onyx-senpai-sunbaenim should be able to handle the whole thing alone.”
The right mountain is too wide to cover alone. However, if you are an onyx who is quite knowledgeable in flying magic, you may be able to cover the degree of safety accidents without detailed cheating supervision.
“But… in the first place, all the reports related to the content of the exam were already posted on the bachelor’s side. The idea of changing the content of the exam now…!”
“You can report that again, Anis. All you need to do is make minor corrections to the report and submit it.”
“Are you going to report after taking the test first? Isn’t that a violation of school rules?”
“From now on, you can run to report. The person who has the right to report… is Assistant Professor Claire.”
Having said that, everyone looked at Claire’s assistant professor.
It was Ed Roth-Taylor who gave the opinion, but, in any case, it was Assistant Professor Claire who made the decision.
“Uh… um…? From now on, please fill out the report and submit it again…? What am I supposed to be overworked again?!”
“Isn’t that possible?”
“If I run like crazy to the lab and review the copy quickly… maybe it’ll be possible until the test results come out…?”
Claire murmured, pondered for a moment, then spoke back to Ed.
“If we go on like this, the difficulty of the test will be too easy, so there will be too many students who passed the Class A… There are going to be a lot of behind-the-scenes stories… But, conversely, if you defend the altar, will you be able to deal with all the freshmen? ?”
“Strictly speaking, it’s not about everyone. You only have to deal with the children who came up through the field of illusionary tech supplies after finding the magic stone.”
“If it’s the kids who have gone through all of that, wouldn’t they be the ones who do it all?”
“Anyway, most of them will be exhausted. I think it’s worth doing more than I thought.”
There is no purple disc, but just breaking through the ordinary illusion disc field will take a lot of effort.
In the center of the crowd, Ed once again washed his face. She brushed her bangs as it was, took a deep breath and spoke straight.
“To recap, this is it. While Assistant Professor Claire is on her way to report the revised documents, Onyx-senpai runs to supervise student safety, Clevius is blocking the south entrance of this altar, and Anise is blocking the north entrance.”
“Then what about you, Ed?”
As Anise said that, Ed tapped the altar.
“I will guard the altar. I’ve got some ideas in mind, so I think I’d better stay here. I don’t think I have time to go into detail…”
After saying that, there was still silence between the group again.
Ed’s alternative was plausible in its own way.
Anise is a model student in the Elements Department, and Clevius is the head of the combat team.
Of course, it can be difficult to stop all the freshmen who have broken through the field of engineering supplies together. However, since they are freshmen who are exhausted, the two of us will be able to handle more than 90%.
However, there is no guarantee that everything will go perfectly, and the fact that Ed himself will be at the altar right now is very disturbing.
“It’s my fault that it’s happened… I don’t say things like that.”
Anise, however, gave such a cool answer.
Assistant Professor Claire also thought deeply, and it seemed that his thoughts were gradually shifting to Ed’s opinion, and Onyx did not seem to have any complaints.
All that was left was Clevius.
All eyes are focused on one body.
“Ah… oh… ah…!!! really…!”
Cleviers doesn’t trust Ed Roth Taylor. However, if everyone’s opinions are converging to one place, it’s hard for even Clevius to be stubborn.
“okay…! I knew…!”
Claire’s assistant professor quickly descends the mountainside.
An onyx pelomere that makes it difficult to gather magical power and floats its body little by little.
Anise Halan, who gathers the power of elemental magic, checks her body, and goes to block the northern entrance.
Clevius Nortondale goes to guard the southern entrance as if he doesn’t want to draw his sword.
After departing to fulfill their respective roles, there was only a quiet stillness in the Altar of Geumgeum.
There is no noise except for the occasional wind blowing.
I remained alone and looked up at the altar for a moment. The large tombstone is so high that the letters on top of it cannot be seen properly.
If you look around, you can see the panoramic view of Aken Island just like the top of a mountain.
To the southeast Gwak-dong, the south-west living wing, the north forest, the northeast cliff area, and the east end of the coastal area.
After taking a deep breath in the air of the highlands, I reviewed the tech equipment that had been lying on the floor again.
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[ Engineering Supplies – Illusion Disc (Purple) ]
‘Very Rare’ rating.
A disk device that reveals the illusion of a powerful enemy through the crafter’s magic power.
It was crafted to a higher grade than a normal illusion disc. Can reveal stronger enemies.
Crafting Difficulty: ●●●◐○
※ This is a damaged mechanical engineering product. I can’t get my performance to work.
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six of these.
Of course, it is still difficult to completely repair it because of its low level of engineering skills.
However, if the internal parts are well put together to produce a rough shape, it may be able to produce similar output, if not as much as the original output.
If time permits, Anise and Clevius will lead you.
I put the discs down as it was and went to the altar again.
‘Altar of Grinding’.
It is a mystical altar that has the power to infuse a substance containing magical energy into the atmosphere and body by extracting that magical energy.
I pulled out a small leather pouch from the bottom of the altar.
It was brought by Assistant Professor Claire, and it was a substance similar to magic stones that were scattered here and there on the right mountain. It seemed to be leftovers scattered everywhere.
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Magical stones with this much magical power inside are quite expensive, but most of them can be recovered by recovery magic anyway, so they seem to have been supplied a lot.
I took out a magic stone and offered it to the altar. The feeling of shimmering magic remains at the end of the hand. It feels like it’s been a while.
I tried it as it is and focused my mind.
A feeling of magic flowing through your body. I want to know how much is this
As I concentrated my mind, I gave strength to my eyes, and a flaming bat-shaped thing caught my eye.
The lack of magical power is still there, and the bat spirit seems to be saying something, but I can’t hear it.
Compared to the price, the amount of horsepower itself is not very satisfactory.
After checking the amount of magic stones in the leather bag, I sat down on the altar.
The view of Aken Island from under the shining altar is quite expansive.
Bend your back slightly and place your elbows roughly below your knees. I sat quietly in such a comfortable position and organized my thoughts again.
Whether it’s a freshman class placement test, a sudden crisis, maintaining discrimination, maintaining an appropriate number of class A students… I’ve made all sorts of plausible excuses… Unfortunately, I’m not interested in those things.
In the first place, I have no intention of letting even a single freshman pass this exam.
I’m sorry, but it was unavoidable.
I used the magic equipment ‘Swarm Generator’ that was given to me by Claire’s assistant professor, and spread a flash of magic and shot it into the sky. It was a test start signal.
At the top of the right mountain, in front of the Altar of Geum.
Sitting there… I quietly lowered my gaze.
The wind blowing from the top of the altar… It didn’t seem like a natural wind.